Aphotic

my mind is spinning


2. Benumb

Dim voice drifts void limb trim tried
Otalgia I hear
When you are near
Blind I see
When you're next to me
Benumb I feel
Gone, it is you that steal

Myopic it is when I leer
Despondaent it is when I peer
Dead it is, I you will fear

You float around my head
I cannot think straight
Straight
Let the hammer down
Smoke is rising now
You wait
Falling down to the ground
A lifeless mound
You I love and hate
I hate


3. Spores

Mold is growing in bluish form
Textured and grained to opposite flow
The hair like surface adorn
Like tines to oppress the down like show

Tear away the sky type felt
Light as a feather, not even an ounce
To look inside one falls to swelt
The rays inside to pummel and trounce

To peel and peel would be of no use
The source is abundant and ready to fuel
The spores together are quite loose
To break the bond before they rule

Stripnomelane effects are born
When charred and singed from above and below
The now rocky surface will soon be worn
For the hair like surface to adorn and grow


4. Loathe

The tall majestic oak
Immortal, unmoving
Seeing all, seething all
Loathing moves through its veins

But moving shall it never know
Reaching out its stranglehold
Squeezing the essence from its woeful foe
Which lie below

Try it shall to cascade all
The middle of the circle
My comrade encompassed
The circle I migrated to each dusk
To commence plans of treason
Unto the humans
My comrade the oak in which I trust


5. Lunar Ride

Time to wave your spirit goodbye
Treason to blame, don't even try

You transgressions turn form smirk to mirk
The Faustian years your lurk and shirk
To reflect you drink and think
With all at stake your insides ache

Turn the light to drop
Twist and turn to stop

Strike the flowing ebbing tide
With the lunar rise to ride
Here creeps along a penurious stream
The mirror like surface to see leam

You wished to vanquish light
Now it is I you fight


6. Precipice

I stand over the gorge
Pinehills roll endless
Pitch smells swirl and swell
Below the wake I dwell

The swarth of I
Blanket the entire sky
I stare, the wraith up high
Into my apparations eye

Reflection of languishing energy
Too much to bear, I swear - I curse
Weakening, deadening - strenghten to envelopp all
The swarth of I
Blanket the entire sky
In wait I lie
I'll help you all die


7. Under Veil Of The Endless Grey Sky

Mighty weight I feel
Pressure is relieved
One I will kill
The one I deceived
Existence now in hindsight
Embrace forevermore
Blackened tear
No more fear
Under veil of dark
Up upon my throne
Next departure not known
Like an endless cloud
Blown across a grey sky
The depressed have no light
Smthered and extinguished
Feeble emotions reek
Of sight or by eternal light
To others this grim horror
This welcome scene of gore
Empty all is in eternity
With worthlessness this life bore


8. Atmosphere

The soul of the sky lie
Besmeared & torn
The horizon up high
Below I lie forlorn
From the atmosphere once upright
I was born
The followers of light, uncontrite
Have ripped
The hole up high in the sky
To chase the sun
Darkness they took as I overlook
With scorn
Followers of the sun
Revealed starkness
Their son is dead
I baptize with darkness


9. Free Me

Everyone wants to be me
My reality no one should see
So I will remain unclear
Strained under weight that a mind will bear
Unrelenting clutter in my mind
Clarity so hard to find
So inside of here I'll stay
Till I'm rendered trapped one day
In this anesthetized maze I am to be
Stay away, don't come after me
Or my reality you will see
Locked in nowhere under this glazed stare
Mystified in terror, how will you fare?
No, I don't need you
Feeble pity
In my reality
I'll set you free
Free me...


10. Livid Dread

Indignantly I nefariously take the path again
But the question I ask is will I detour at the same place again
Same place
Will erase
Pull & heap my trailing past regret
I struggle to the end
Never think twice & never fret
I will never bend
Nor will I mend
Now setting my sights on the parabola
My paradox within
Livid with dread I move slowly ahead
The battle is tied
But it is I who always win


11. Glide

Wokeup from where I lied
Off the ground where I died
Letting the water through the air as I glide
My will as high
Intense the side
And where I will always hide
The stone I cast
As if it where removed from itself
As I've been cracked
Even my teeth did not break it
As it did them
The rock was I
But it is banished from itself
The Last (no possible entrance)
Would there be two of
Or would there be none of
My whole condemned
But my hall damned
Slide away
Begin to decay (without even myself)


12. Psychoma

Entranced in irreversible thought
Believe in reality, I will not
Trained & taught
Blamed & crucified
Residual night time visual
Unclear sight strained
Irritate the ember of perception
Gravitate the physical gas
Leviate the twirling twisting storm
Cold, the melancholy envelopes all
Hot, the anger turns to a fleeting thought
Drain of thought
Psychoma tried
Conquer the waves of sight
Crush the day of light


13. A Chance To Live

[Instrumental]


14. Panoramic

Being As
An ember film I float
Light is
Dimmer as I settle
Like a fragile star
Eclipsed by a black hole
Percept, guard, clung, wavering in the breeze
Suspect, angelic, like a leaf through trees
Shadow, protect from failed dreams and impurities
Intranquilzing energies surround
By coincidence or fate, her I found
My power to sterilize
Angelic mind tranquilize
Crystal clear to realize
Joined, our gazing eyes
Not to be
I, I must purify
Ascending
Away, I will return